Greg Walsh spun back behind the bench

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By Terry Gavan

Greg Walsh is back! Where he belongs. Behind the bench
after duking it out against OMHA and Hockey Canada!

Here’s what we know about Greg Walsh, an erstwhile minor league hockey coach from Peterborough.

   Greg Walsh runs a NAPA auto parts dealership and boy is his district supervisor happy that Greg loves wearing that NAPA jacket.

   Talk about an unplanned advertising windfall. Walsh has been wearing that jacket nonstop since he went viral in early December and we are hoping that the NAPA district supervisor comes big at Greg this Christmas.

   Who the hell is Greg Walsh?

   Greg Walsh has been on the National with Carol MacNeil.

   He’s been a featured story on front pages across Canada.

   Greg is a cause célèbre.

   Because Greg Walsh stood up to the jacked-up patriarchal bureaucrats that run minor hockey here in Canada.

   Walsh said no to racism when he pulled his NAPA Auto Parts team from a game way back on Nov. 15.

Blake Griffin Dunkenstein - Crazy as Batshit!

Bringin' Da' DAP back to Da Dunk

By Terry Gavan

The NBA's all star dunking contest has come under scrutiny over the last two decades.

Gone are Dominique, David Thompson, Chocolate Thunder, and Dr J (Julius Erving).

Erving, whose overall majestic air time presence is the guy who made the contest possible.

A dunk is after all just a dunk - until the wow factor imposes its je ne sais quoi imprimatur.

We've lost the wow. Today's dunkesters. like Dwight Howard et al, use costumes, or fanfare to embellish the raw act.

When the Doc took off from the foul line stretched wings and plowed ball through waiting hoop the art was in the detail.

Human form in free fall and the rest was just logical end.

Welcome Blake Griffin and let's hope he brings back da' DAP to Da' Dunk!

Enjoy peeps ... Dr. Dunkenstein for your pure enjoyment!

I met the Good Samaritan on Christmas Eve

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Twas the night before Christmas and I’m locked out of my Jeep in a tee shirt at Coby … Merry f@&*ing Christmas!

By Terrance Gavan  

Twas the night before Christmas

And to Lindsay I’m fled

Thoughts of a car wash

Scream through my head

My blue Jeep is spattered

With tinges of grey

OCD says to smite

All that salt, sand and clay

I stop at Old Coby

Big garage on the hill

In tee shirt and jeans

I egress to the shrill

Noise of the hoses

At work in the bays

My dog Bille Jean

Jumps into the fray

She loves to chase water

As it spurts from the tip

And inside the car

She prances and trips

And I’m not even worried

I left keys in ignition

I know that Jeep knows

By mere intuition

Never to allow me

To lock keys inside

It balks when I push the

lock and load slide

An Irishman abroad tells it like it is !! :-)

What the fuck is wrong wit' Eireland??

This guy will tell you!

By Seamus O'Bradiagh

Pardon the Eruption .... on second thought just do what this Irish gentleman suggests at the end of this beautiful rant...

Let's locate this guy and fire him into Stevie Wonderhair's Cabinet ... for fuck's sake!

Ah... lovely brogue and a fine use of da' prodigious profane in describing The Tiger's crisis!

You must watch this!

Greg Walsh needs to be reinstated

The coach needs to be reinstated by the OMHA and Hockey Canada.

But the rest is crammed into two minutes below.

Lov y'all the

Gav

The Clay Pigeon Golf Shot

Terrance Video morning...

the golf shot extravaganza.

I don't get it!

Shaq-A-Claus Plays Michael Jackson The Experience

Terrance Gavan Blogs

What else.... what next .. what now Big guy ...
this is for Haliburton's Michael Jackson who has now been overshadowed by the Big Aristotle.

Give it up Mark Arike ... those are big big big shoes to fill!!!!

And Shaquille brings the kids a message that it's a great way to stay in shape.

Poor Mark ... ah wee lad we hardly knew ye'.

Enjoy The Shaq in HD ... wheeeeeeee!

y'all!

Proudfoot says goodbye

Gav's blog reprints Tony P's last column from the Montreal gazette:
proudfoot is about to shuffle off this mortal coil and the flllowing was printed in the Gazette yesterday:

By Tony Proudfoot for Postmedia News

“The time has come,” the Walrus said, “to talk of many things.” — Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass

MONTREAL — The last time I wrote for the Montreal Gazette in April 2010, I was anticipating that I might not make it to another Christmas. Here it is, early December, same year, and my circumstances are certainly clearer. As the Walrus says, “The time has come” literally and figuratively, and I would like to “talk of many things.”

Why has ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease) come into my life? What can I do with my body as it slowly deteriorates? When will my time actually be, given that ALS is a definitive death sentence? These are all thoughts that come to mind. Focusing on my next breath requires all of my energy. I am starved of air and oxygen and need to rely on a ventilator just to feel stable, just to live. I am now on my ventilator up to 22 hours per day, often going off one, to walk slowly to another room to attach myself to another.

At the beginning, without any answers and none forthcoming, I chose to take the high road and be as positive as I could possibly be and live the life I had left to the fullest. I also worked hard to raise awareness of ALS and support research into its cause and elimination.